Friday 20 November 2009

Thursday - Kuala Lumpur

(I am most annoyed with blogger, because I posted this on Thursday evening and it date stamped it as Wednesday morning, so now it comes chronologically after Wednesday's post. This cannot be borne; therefore I am reposting it now, and deleting the other one. But it means it will look like I skipped a day of posting. BAH.)

I am currently sat in the same spot as Tuesday, listening to Santa Claus is Coming To Town sung in a distinctly Malaysian accent. As if a Christmas party in November weren't bad enough, there is sweat trickling down my back (even though it's after 10pm, it's still about 30 degrees C) and there is a frog hopping across the grass towards me, which stops every time I look at it. Crafty frog. I don't trust it. This entry will not be long.

We've been out all day in Kuala Lumpur, attending leadership seminars and then shopping, an activity which was sadly curtailed due to terrible traffic severely delaying our arrival at KLCC, the shopping centre at the base of the Petronas Towers. We weren't helped by our fantastically rickety bus and frankly halfwitted driver, who at one point tried to take a tunnel that was too short and then BACKED UP THE SLIP ROAD INTO HEAVY TRAFFIC. I suppose I shouldn't have been surprised, since he earlier drove the wrong way down a one way street and had to take a hair pin bend onto the dual carriageway. And the bus didn't have seatbelts. Helloooooo, risk assessment.

Shooppign was done, and takeaway curry was consumed (lamb massala in a plastic bag, parathas and zucchini oat cake which was one of the most delicious cakes I have ever eaten), and then we rushed back for the Christmas party. C got very tense because we were so late and he didn't think we should have missed any of it, but I think we've been working them very hard and they've been looking forward to shopping all week, so I don't feel bad. Protocol be damned. Nobody seems to mind that we're late.

But I had better go and join in, before the frog gets here. I'd rather go and stand under my cold shower and wash my "going to important corporate HQs" make up off, but oh well.

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